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A boy enters the elevator and there is an African from the inside impressive tonnage. The doors close and the two stand side by side. The giant black watches him down and spoke to him with a foreign accent: "Six feet, 120 pounds, 40 cm pea balls from a pound each, like Jim Rati."

The boy makes a face and seems about to faint. Then the giant black
grabs him by the shirt and pulls him up like a twig. "Something wrong?" the man asks giant.
"Excuse me, can 'repeat what he said?" asks the other with a weak voice.
"Six feet, 120 pounds, 40 cm pea balls from a pound each, and my name 'Jim Rati."
The boy sighs of relief: "Uffh, thank goodness... .
. . . I understood "Turn around '."

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"My first contact with the murder occurred at the age of eleven. It was 1944, during clashes between Hindus and Muslims who have gone before Indian independence. Kader Mia was a Muslim, and the ruthless criminals who had attacked the Hindus was the only important identity. The sectarian violence is no less crude. It is a gross brutality that is based on a conceptual confusion about the identity of individuals, capable of transforming human beings multidimensional creatures in a single dimension. "

"The identity can also kill, kill with transportation." In the new book by Amartya Sen's vision of a world that enlightening, directed toward the practice of confrontation and violence, can still correct its course.

Read it, it's really enlightening.

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if I had no fear of being denounced, there I would have gladly told the story of a baroness ...